She revealed a pair of beautiful perky A cup breasts, with small nipples that were erect. She told me she loved role playing with a Daddy figure, and ...queezed her breasts together as she said that. “Mmmmm, delicious!” I wrote. In that intoxicating southern drawl, she asked me what I would do with her breasts if I were with her. I started typing: “First, I would cup them both in my palms, and..” I stopped because she quickly turned to the side and covered herself with her arms. I heard the sound. Others had tried before — some had never returned, some had returned broken in spirit and body, some had returned bringing a few pieces of value, but it had turned out that they had acquired them in other places — stolen them, or robbed them, or even earned them through hard labor, but no one had returned from that mythical place — no one still alive at that time, that is. In times long past, a few had made the trip, had brought jewels that now grace the treasure boxes of the court and of a few. I tightened my pelvic muscles. She blew into my vagina. ‘Oh shit,’ I guess it came out louder than I intended. Belinda quipped, ‘Don’t do that.’ Her lips vibrated against my vulva sending ripples of ecstasy through my groin. Master had to interpret for the others what she’d said. His cock tensed. Everyone laughed. It felt like her supple lips tightened over my vagina. Her tongue did the unthinkable, it snaked into my hot wet vagina. She made sounds of delight as she slurped up into my inner. Richard moved further back as he said ‘Peggy my hot slut don’t be shy lets see what they’ve got for you.’ And we saw Peggy move in between them and her hand pulled on the drawstring of the white guy’s shorts and they fell to the floor of the stage as the audience yelled and hooted with glee as his hugely thick eight inch bobbed into view. As she turned to do the same to the taller black guy the white guy undid a clasp on the waist of her dress and it fell completely to the floor as her hand.